Even though years have passed, do you still remember those times you looked up to?
I stopped and stopped along the way, and kept losing along the way. In the end, even my heart was lost in the past;
When memories no longer have meaning, what reason do we have to continue to grieve?
The scene of the years is blurred until the years grow old...
The last time I thought of myself, I was already damaged;
I listened sideways, but I could only hear the flowers falling silently;
Helpless, time is falling...
------------------Hungry is a small part of pretending to be literary----------------------
This work is on the verge of collapse, as the original thinking has been completely disrupted...
Therefore, this useless piece of CP chaos was born.
The Red Sand Scorpion classmate transformed into a hermit outside the mortal world... Of course, I'm kidding...
Based on the principle of "friendship" first, I vow to create a story where the supporting characters love each other desperately, but the protagonist is cold
The strange text that I watched...
Of course, that only exists in beautiful fantasies. So, just leave everything to fate...
I really can't be the type of person who has a lot of literary thoughts...